50MM: The top 5

A little preamble, adiposity if I may. The final five are somewhat out of sequence, no rx and I like to think there’s a reason for that. I think these next five memories coalesce into ‘well, here I am now.’ Probably only the final one is in any kind of order – I can’t imagine anything surpassing it as a memory, or as two memories, and it’s up there because how could anything come after it – it would be wrong to have it as the midpoint of this list, and to end with something from 2012 which might not last.

The other four allow me in one way or another to ponder how I got here, and what these memories might actually mean. As you’ll see, I could easily have chosen an entirely different 50, and been perfectly happy that they represent who I was and how I got here. Having said that, of course, there is no way any of these next five could have been missed off the list, so make of that what you will…